She grabbed her raincoat and took a chainsaw out of the back of the truck. This wasn’t the first time this happened and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. That didn’t mean she was looking forward to what she was about to do. She knew today probably wasn’t the day to be driving down that hill, but there was still the work from the day before to finish, and that meant driving down the steep incline. There hadn’t been anything she could do. She’d gotten the brakes checked the week before, but no matter how much she’d stomped on that pedal those tires wouldn’t stop. … More Beware the Slippery Slope